Night Came Walking Through Egypt Swishing Her

She Knew Now That Marriage Did Not Make Love. Janie’s First Dream Was Dead, So She Became A Woman.

I Am Colored But I Offer Nothing In The Way Of Extenuating Circumstances Except The Fact That I Am The Only Negro In The United States Whose Grandfather On The Mother's Side Was Not An Indian Chief.

God Took Pattern After A Pine Tree And Built You Noble.

She Starched And Ironed Her Face, Forming It Into Just What People Wanted To See.

There Is Something About Poverty That Smells Like Death.